With a bigger heart and a broader vision, people are indeed more tolerant of people and things than ordinary people, and seeing Lao Shi being so worried and angry about herself, she felt a little sweet in her heart.

But when this young man in a suit said it, she felt a little unhappy. What does this mean? You think I am here to show off my face to survive! Bah, I don’t need to show off my face at all. I have been showing off my cuteness to survive since I was a child!

Yuan Wense got angry, her fighting power was not fake, "Let go of the dog's paws, is this money yours? Just dare to take it! This gentleman is so poor that he is crazy, bring this woman here to dance like a fairy,

Seeing how many meals we ordered, I just wanted to make more money in front of us. The skin of a red guy like you who dismantles the White Party is worth everything. If you fall into the gutter, all your belongings will be lost."

The young man in a suit always felt that Yuan Wense was the kind of woman who pretended to be weak and hugged her legs. He also kindly asked her not to ruin her face for such a small amount of money. Why did she curse so fiercely?

"Hey, you woman, what did you say? I can't understand you at least. It's just a few small coins, isn't it?"

The corners of Yuan Wense's lips raised: "I can understand what people say, but who can understand what dogs say? Is this money yours? Just stretch out your paw and take it. Who are you? We have money and throw it into the water to listen.

The noise is our business, I won’t even throw it into the water for you.”

Lao Shi looked at the manager. The manager was not happy now. It would be fine if Lao Shi didn't give him the money. He was doing it as a personal favor, but if Lao Shi gave it to him, it was from their restaurant. What did this person mean?

Is restaurant money used as a favor?

He stepped forward and said: "Mr. Mao Yan, this fifty yuan belongs to our restaurant, not to me personally. You take the money from the restaurant's turnover, but I can't be the master. Do you want to talk to me about it?"

Miss, would you like to say hello?"

Yuan Wense raised his eyebrows: "So your name is Mao Yan."

Mao Yan was a little surprised: "Do you know me?"

Yuan Wense shook his head: "I don't know you, but I think your name is a good one."

A smile appeared on Mao Yan's face: "My father got it from me."

The original text said: "That's because your father has good eyesight. People say that you look older at the age of three. I guess your father noticed that you are a wicked and smoking person as soon as you wake up."

Lao Shi had a serious face and wanted to laugh. Seeing Yuan Wense standing in front of him and trying to help him curse, for some reason, his heart felt warm and filled with sweet little bubbles.

"Why do you curse?"

The original text said: "Aren't you wicked? This woman is going to hit me with soup. I will be half-dead if I don't have to be disfigured today. What's wrong if my husband blocks her? If he blocks her, he will burn his hands a little, and it's her own

If you're not careful, it's better than burning me to death. You actually came here to make excuses indiscriminately just because she was pitiful.

You are not wicked. If you pity her, help her with your own money. You don't want to pay, but you want to take advantage of it. You also want to imitate other people's heroes to save the beauty. You have a good abacus, and you have a reputation. We

The money has gone out, you are so unlucky, and you have a bad reputation. If you are not immoral, who do you think is immoral? You are really an immoral and smoking thing!"
Chapter completed!